Wendy wasn’t excited about her parents’ decision to move. She’d have to make new friends, get on a new bus, and deal with being “the new kid”. Being very shy, Wendy was never particularly good at making friends, especially with other girls. At least with the boys, she could go on and on talking about all of the gross things she saw in her favorite movies. Wendy’s biggest fear, though, was getting lost and ending up in the wrong classroom. She would have nightmares about going through an entire quarter of school and only finding out on Report Card day that she was marked absent for something because she had been sitting in the wrong classroom for weeks. This fear kept her up almost all night for a week before school started. Luckily, her parents had finally given her an old second-hand TV for her bedroom.
Even when it wasn’t a school night, Wendy’s family had a strict bed time policy. To circumvent her parents’ rules, Wendy would lay in bed with her eyes closed and pretend to be asleep until she heard them leave the living room and go to bed. She would then silently slip out of bed and tip toe to her bedroom door, placing her ear against it to ensure that there wasn’t a sound anywhere in the house. Once she was sure it was safe, she would turn the volume nobs all the way down on her TV set before gently pushing the power button. As the screen flickered on, her face was lit up in its glow. She would slowly turn the dials between VHF stations, hoping to find something other than the Tonight Show or the news. After the VHF dial turned up nothing, she ventured into the unpredicatble territory of UHF.